May I enter your mind?
You are my abstract birth
Symbols of the flying dove
Wings filled with blue sun
Chorus of the refined spring
Our plans are lost fears
He is a glacier receding
I am mauve watercolors of dawn
Dripping yellow and green
Thick paints wet in freedom
Hope like wondrous azaleas
Paths of bluebills by Alpines
Lost like a purple moon
Your curtains lust me
In your blossoms I feel rain
May I enter your heart of pain?
Confusion bound in logic crystals
Breath of a whip has no tomorrow
The future is in the stars
Stars you know I see
May I enter bound in seashell wisdom?
Born in butterfly mescaline
Cactus of beauty
Time with blue angels
September gardens of Libra violet
Waiting for the eastern gate to open
Beauty shines outside of time
Vermeer peered out the window
These shadows pause like pilgrims
May I enter your soft acrylic soul?
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